by Decoata Smith
Monday, April 13, 2009
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Black is the new black.
Strong, Sophisticated,Serious, Sexy.
Ohh yes! Black is raw power.
Black is humble and graceful,
A beautiful representation of all colors
Is there any wonder it is the color of my skin?
Our King sang of the birth of a new nation:
I had a dream,
I Have been to the mountain topm
I have seen the Promise Land.
Black breaks through oppression and doubt,
Like the sun breaks through storm clouds.
It is hope,
It embraces change.
Black is pride so fierce
It put flames to your soul
Inflates your heart
And caresses your very being.
Black is passion beyond measure.
It know no limits, no boundaries.
Never to be underestimated not to be misunderstood
Black is struggle
It is rage...
With every injustice Black hums along
As the tears fills your eyes from the pains of injustice .
Black pounds like kongo drums in your heart
As your palms sweat with fear.
Black flows though your blood, through very body
As your mind fills with anger.
Black is all those things we love,
All those thing we are afraid to embrace
It is you and I, good and bad
It is your best friend and your worst enemy.